As a series of murders cuts down members of the royal family, survival suddenly is much more important than social standing in the court or the latest fashions. However, it is just barely as important as who is bedding whom. Roderick finds himself metaphorically between his wife and his lover while he literally finds himself between his lover and his best friend. Margareta finds comfort in the arms of her bodyguard and sex and death become intertwined in the palace.
This is a 10, 000 word story intended for adult audiences. Part two of four. WARNING! ADULT READERS ONLYThis is a 10, 000 word erotic novella that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions. It focuses on BDSM, cheating spouses, gay sex, lesbian sex, group sex, bondage, and sexual torture, other sexually explicit themes and language that not all members of the public will enjoy, along with unusual levels of violence for an erotica novel.
All characters are 18 or older. Excerpt:"I don't even know your name.""It's Aphra, ma'am. Aphra McGuire."It was an unusual name and Margareta wanted to ask how the muscular young woman came by it, and how she came to serve in the king's army, and how from there she had been assigned bodyguard duty to the king's second grandson's wife, but instead she found herself pressing her lips against Aphra's, kissing her like a lover.
The bodyguard didn't exactly kiss back, but neither did she push the princess away."I'm sorry, " said Margareta regaining her composure. "That was inappropriate. Forgive me.""There's nothing to forgive, ma'am. You've had a fright and people often react in strange ways-"Margareta kissed her again, cutting off her words. Without thinking through what she was doing, Aphra found herself kissing back. It was the wrong thing to do but Aphra was going through a similar reaction to the earlier excitement in the day.
The water was warm and they were already naked. It was an easy thing to do. Aphra didn't know the correct protocol in bedding a princess, but since Margareta was taking the lead, she figured whatever was happening was fine.
As a series of murders cuts down members of the royal family, survival suddenly is much more important than social standing in the court or the latest fashions. However, it is just barely as important as who is bedding whom. Roderick finds himself metaphorically between his wife and his lover while he literally finds himself between his lover and his best friend. Margareta finds comfort in the arms of her bodyguard and sex and death become intertwined in the palace.
This is a 10, 000 word story intended for adult audiences. Part two of four. WARNING! ADULT READERS ONLYThis is a 10, 000 word erotic novella that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions. It focuses on BDSM, cheating spouses, gay sex, lesbian sex, group sex, bondage, and sexual torture, other sexually explicit themes and language that not all members of the public will enjoy, along with unusual levels of violence for an erotica novel.
All characters are 18 or older. Excerpt:"I don't even know your name.""It's Aphra, ma'am. Aphra McGuire."It was an unusual name and Margareta wanted to ask how the muscular young woman came by it, and how she came to serve in the king's army, and how from there she had been assigned bodyguard duty to the king's second grandson's wife, but instead she found herself pressing her lips against Aphra's, kissing her like a lover.
The bodyguard didn't exactly kiss back, but neither did she push the princess away."I'm sorry, " said Margareta regaining her composure. "That was inappropriate. Forgive me.""There's nothing to forgive, ma'am. You've had a fright and people often react in strange ways-"Margareta kissed her again, cutting off her words. Without thinking through what she was doing, Aphra found herself kissing back. It was the wrong thing to do but Aphra was going through a similar reaction to the earlier excitement in the day.
The water was warm and they were already naked. It was an easy thing to do. Aphra didn't know the correct protocol in bedding a princess, but since Margareta was taking the lead, she figured whatever was happening was fine.